'Serenity'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Shir! Oh no. I fear I sent you that plague. I hope it wasn't the baked goods. If your sister isn't sick, then I can rest a little easier that it wasn't my fault. Blah. But I totally feel your pain. LITERALLY. I need to take some NyQuil and climb into bed. Relax. Let your body do it's thing to fend of the evil. (as if I have been following that advice).
Night all.
I do envy you your pirate lunch box.
A colleage broke my pirate mug last week. She 'fessed up, and it was fair enough, but I was still sad. This is the second pirate mug that I've lost at school, but at least this time the person 'fessed up.
t /totally trivial
askye, I'm so sorry to hear about Anna, but we humans have to love them enough to make the tough decisions that they can't. Peace to her, and courage and peace to you.
The greatest peace and comfort to Olivia's family, and to those who knew and loved her. May they carry a bit of her light with them as they remember her.
I fear I sent you that plague
Oh, baby, it's not you sending me The Plague. You sent me nothing but pure love. And by pure love, I mean chocolate.
It's my parents, coughing at me for the past 3 weeks who've done it, IMHO. Honestly, I'm shocked my immune system made it so far, and I probably got when it was that time before the period when both tact and the immune system tends to be existentialist and forget why they are for in the first place.
Otherwise, I'd say we can write our own fandom version of Guns, Germs and Steel: Rage, Chocolate and Reading Comprehension.
pirate lunchbox envy
You should. wears angelic expression
{{{askye}}} I am so sorry about Anna. I hope you two can enjoy the time you have left together.
Ok, Shir, I'm sorry you feel so sick - get better soon.
I'm still exhausted, and woke up with a sore throat this morning.
Oh, askye. That is so hard. Peace to you and to the lovely Anna. You two made a wonderful 20 years together.
That is UTTER fucking GENIUS.
Genius, sir! Genius I say!
applauds
I kind of love this one better: [link] Takes the concept and runs that extra mile.